ghost master

"Bought for that little girl?" Han Yufei quickly calmed down after being surprised, and asked Wang Xiaopang with a smile: "Why, do you like her?"

"No, no..." Wang Xiaopang admitted embarrassedly with a blushing face, "I just think this hairpin suits her quite well."

Han Yufei still didn't understand Wang Xiaopang's look of love, but he saw that Wang Xiaopang was ashamed to admit it, so he didn't tease him anymore, but took him to continue shopping around the stalls.

Seeing that Han Yufei didn't ask more questions, Wang Xiaopang didn't seem to care too much. He couldn't help but doubt Han Lin's judgment.

[Master, the second senior brother doesn't look like he likes me!] Wang Xiaopang was talking to Han Lin in his heart while pretending to hang out with Han Yufei.

Han Lin also became puzzled when he saw this. The pampering he saw in Han Yufei's eyes this morning is absolutely true. Could it be that Han Yufei really only treats Wang Xiaopang as a disciple?

"The deity will observe for a while." After Han Lin finished speaking, he turned to Wang Xiaopang, "Do you really like that Xiao Yulan?"

Wang Xiaopang was embarrassed again, he dared to fool Han Yufei, but he didn't dare to lie to Han Lin, so he answered Han Lin shyly in his heart: [I think she is very good. ]

"Where is it good?" Han Lin asked, but he felt that the girl was just average, neither her appearance nor her qualifications were outstanding, only her family background was relatively large.

"It's pretty good..." Wang Xiaopang couldn't answer, he couldn't tell Han Lin that he was kissed by Xiao Yulan, could he?

However, Wang Xiaopang forgot that Han Lin knew what he was thinking, so Han Lin frowned immediately: "Just because she kissed you?"

Wang Xiaopang panicked immediately, so he didn't notice a person walking by, and bumped into him directly.

The young monk turned his head displeased, and wanted to say something to Wang Xiaopang, but when he saw Han Yufei beside Wang Xiaopang, he immediately changed his attitude.

"I'm sorry!" Wang Xiaopang quickly apologized to him.

"It's all right." The young monk showed a friendly smile, turned and left.

Han Yufei noticed Wang Xiaopang's absent-mindedness, so he asked him: "Is it boring? How about we go to another place."

"No." Wang Xiaopang shook his head, on the surface he was talking to Han Yufei, but his mind was on Han Lin.

[She is fine whether she kisses me or not...] Although Wang Xiaopang said so, in fact, he really decided to get along with Xiao Yulan because he was kissed, and he always felt that he should be responsible for other girls.

Seeing that Wang Xiaopang had already decided to be with Xiao Yulan, Han Lin wanted to say a few more words, but felt that there was no reason to stop him. After all, this was Wang Xiaopang's personal choice. No right to object.

After thinking about it, Han Lin said to Wang Xiaopang: "Since you really like her, I don't object, but the two of you haven't had much contact with each other, and you are not mature enough, so I still hope that you can do it." Wait until you are a hundred years old before becoming a Taoist partner with her, so that if you find that it is not suitable in the middle, you can reconsider."

Seeing that Han Lin did not object, Wang Xiaopang was immediately happy, and he was in the mood to go shopping with Han Yufei. At the same time, he thought to himself, after the master took back the happy soul, he was really different from before. If the old Han Lin must have raised eyebrows Saying "No!" to him with a hostile face, how can it be so easy to talk now.

Seeing that Wang Xiaopang suddenly became happy, Han Yufei finally stopped being distracted. He smiled slightly, and continued to visit the pavilion with Wang Xiaopang.

Wang Xiaopang didn't have a spirit stone, so when he saw something he was interested in, he just looked at it eagerly, but Han Yufei was very considerate and bought everything Wang Xiaopang liked.

Wang Xiaopang wanted it but was too embarrassed to accept it, and Han Lin was staring at him, so he didn't dare to show too close to him.

"You are my apprentice. It is only natural for a master to give something to an apprentice. There is nothing unacceptable." Han Yufei smiled and forced those gadgets into Wang Xiaopang's hands.

Wang Xiaopang saw that he had bought them all, and that they were useless to Han Yufei, so he put them in his storage bag. At the same time, he was puzzled, thinking that Han Yufei was really too kind to him.

Although Han Yufei is the lowest-qualified alchemy cultivator of the Snow Sky Sect, there are more than a hundred disciples under his sect. Why can he be the only one who can freely enter and leave his residence? He still buys things for himself like this.

The second senior brother doesn't really like him, does he? Wang Xiaopang murmured in his heart, and felt uncomfortable again. He also felt that the things he accepted just now should not be accepted.

Seeing Han Yufei buying things for Wang Xiaopang, Han Lin felt a little complicated. If he hadn't died, he should have bought these things for Wang Xiaopang.

Apart from his body of knowledge, he has nothing to give Wang Xiaopang.

At this time, both Han Lin and Wang Xiaopang felt something. Their expressions changed and they turned their heads to look in the same direction. It was a simple and simple tower with a strong historical atmosphere on its slightly dilapidated surface. There was a person standing by the window on the top floor of the tower. Due to the distance, Wang Xiaopang could only see a figure, but he could still confirm his identity from the throbbing soul.

That is... the mourning of the master! Wang Xiaopang stretched out his hand to grab Han Lin in excitement, but he caught a warm hand.

The monk who happened to pass through Han Lin's translucent soul looked down strangely at Wang Xiaopang who was holding his hand: "This little fellow Taoist is..."

Wang Xiaopang was very embarrassed, and quickly let go of the young monk's hand: "I accidentally touched it, I'm sorry."

"No problem." The young monk smiled and left, feeling that the young man was cute, with warm little hands.

Wang Xiaopang looked at the tower again, but the window was closed, and he couldn't feel the sorrow anymore. It seemed that the tower had some kind of quarantine.

[Master...] Just as Wang Xiaopang was about to talk to Han Lin, Han Yufei who was standing on the other side of him spoke.

"Why would you hold someone else's hand?" Han Yufei laughed and teased Wang Xiaopang: "If you want to hold hands, come hold Master's!"

After Han Yufei finished speaking, he went to grab Wang Xiaopang's hand. Wang Xiaopang didn't think there was anything wrong at first, but when his hand was held by Han Yufei, he suddenly remembered that Han Yufei might like him, so he panicked, and subconsciously took Han Yufei's hand. Hands flung away.

Han Yufei was taken aback, but after Wang Xiaopang shook off his hand, he felt that he had overreacted, so he lowered his head in embarrassment.

"That...Master, I'm already 15 years old, and I will be laughed at if you hold hands." Wang Xiaopang explained in a low voice.

Han Yufei stared at the uncomfortable Wang Xiaopang for a while, then smiled indifferently: "You are right."

Seeing that Han Yufei was not angry, Wang Xiaopang heaved a sigh of relief, and quietly looked at Han Lin again.

[Master, that is your sorrow. ] Wang Xiaopang said to Han Lin.

"Hmm." Han Lin nodded, staring at the tower in the distance for a while, then said to Wang Xiaopang: "I am looking for Lin Xiyuan, you and Han Yufei continue to stroll."

"Oh." Wang Xiaopang obediently responded, watching Han Rin drift away, and only after Han Rin's figure disappeared, he looked at Han Yufei, only then did he realize that Han Yufei was also looking at him.

Uh... the atmosphere is a bit awkward.